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Friday, November 16, 2007

not saying it

The room was dark enough where they could just make out one another’s silhouettes; the only illumination came from the small lights on the instrumentation panel around her bed. She said to him in a quiet, tired voice, “Do you know how many times I’ve said it to you?” She was lying on her side... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

I just finished a book for my book club called “White Noise” by Don Delillo. It covers the fear of death. The book itself leaves questions unanswered. But it creates questions. This is at heart where I think it succeeds. But ever since I have read it I have been having dreams about dying. Not about... Sign in to see full entry.

What happened int he mirror

What happened in the mirror. It took a long time to admit that I was attracted to myself. I remember the first time I said it to me. I was nervous. I had trouble looking myself in the eye. I felt like I didn’t have right to want myself and at the same time I ddin’t feel like I was attractive enough... Sign in to see full entry.

Planted

when I’m awake I make myself think of you. Fiery laugh, pebbles thrown against aluminum siding, hard to ignore, you, say hear me. will full of dirt like a refrigerator turned southern yard box, not going or moving like before …but still something. Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Priorities and

Last night President Vicente Fox was in town. I worked the event selling his books. This involved me sitting next to him selling the book so he could sign them. I was pissed off about it because across the street was another event where beginiing novelist Jennifer Eagan was reading from her new book... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 15, 2007

The Big Two O.

This weekend was my twenty-year high school reunion. Good times. They should change the name of these things to the Holy shit you got fat Reunion or the “ I have on a puzzled face because I don’t remember you a damn bit Reunion followed by the Sunday What? We had sex twenty years ago? Picnic. We’re... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Gnothing good

Gnothing good comes from the gn. I’m going to tell you a short story about a drizzly Tuesday last May. It was a red wine afternoon, one that includes staying dry inside, and finding things to do that make you feel brilliant. And the afternoon was melding into evening and a lot of things inside of my... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 12, 2007

Revising

– Write an exploratory essay about your dream. Your therapist says that it will help you cleanse. He calls it part of the grieving process. - Tell your Creative writing instructor that it is a work of fiction. – Do not tell your buddies that it was a creative writing assignment. They’ll say, “That’s... Sign in to see full entry.

A file of random thoughts

Have you ever realized that someone is in your life for a reason – not that you will take something from them, something that they are unwilling to give, like thievery, but that they will take something out of you and place it in your hands. Stop concentrating on writing and start concentrating on... Sign in to see full entry.

A file I forgot about

Things I wanted for Christmas and didn’t get To spoon with you, to have you and your sleek body against me in my bed. To wake you up at three or four or both and see your smile and hear your laugh, move against each other until we fall asleep fifteen minutes before the alarm goes off. For you to put... Sign in to see full entry.

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